Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Spain and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Chris Corsano to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Grauzone,
Man Eating Sloth,
Thompson Twins,
The Raincoats,
Swell Maps,
Main Source,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Anthony Braxton,
Model 500,
Suburban Knight,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scan 7,
the Fania All-Stars,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gang of Four,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deakin,
Smog,
Joey Negro,
Harry Pussy,
LL Cool J,
Eric Dolphy,
New York Dolls,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Grass Roots,
Peter & Gordon,
Hashim,
Minnie Riperton,
Nils Olav,
Janne Schatter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Popol Vuh,
the Normal,
Negative Approach,
The Selecter,
The Move,
Stiv Bators,
Lightning Bolt,
Tommy Roe,
Mr. Review,
Duran Duran,
The Saints,
UT,
Radio Birdman,
Au Pairs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Interpol,
Robert Hood,
Bootsy Collins,
Echospace,
Urselle,
Mandrill,
Yellowson,
The Knickerbockers,
Jacques Brel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Swans,
Dave Gahan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.